Street Rat

I've been battling myself for as long as I can remember Setting unrealistic targets & pushing as hard as I can to make it work Why though? Who really gives a fuck? Let the psychoanalysis commence Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat Life & times of a common street rat (street rat) Let's start at the beginning, upbringing built on lies Jaffar's cobra staff kept my mother hypnotised Attention plus achievement equalled anger in his eyes Embarrassing comparisons, should parents critcise? Confidence was non-existent, worth was minimised A virus I was trying to fight, thought lines would immunise Benders never-ending, spending all my time disguised The boy inside is poisoned by this toxic way of life Image of a perfect family, no one saw inside Happiness extracted, narcissism glorified Questioned everything, never seen a cloud that's silver-lined Feeling like I need to fight for life against these simple minds The pain of blame has drained my brain & left me here to find Never ending negativity has kept me more than tired After all these years realised tears were from a crocodile My cries for help were silenced, should I have tried a louder smile? Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat Life & times of a common street rat (street rat) Feb 2018 got a call while I'm in the trench Seems he used a pocket knife while his fists were clenched Claims self-defence, used them as knuckle dusters Old mate's got 5 slashes, air lifted in the chopper Cut ties, like he cut a man at his workplace But I'm the ungrateful cunt stuck on third base Turned on by the extended family at that visit Fuck them all though, I just extend the middle digit If my siblings have a son I'll send an F you to my nephew Dribble against a 5 on 1 defence but I'll get through Less than 2 years in minimum security The justice system rorted in all its glory 'The judge just keeps coming back to the knife though' That's what happens when ya stab someone, psycho Time to go, get the fuck out my life cunt Thinking you're a man? Well I'm a fucking giant Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat Life & times of a common street rat (street rat) Shout out to the kids who are feeling alone With parents smoking cones in a broken home Solving problems that rob them of pure chromosomes No inner peace giving demons domes to roam The time is now to stand up for what you believe in Otherwise you'll end up constantly grieving The loss of yourself in a world that's deceiving Put the chips on the table & start achieving Dreams can be reality, it's actually possible Being your own enemy is the only obstacle Instead of getting caught up by things that are insoluble Be who you want to be, I promise you're unstoppable Get a close group who want to help you excel All the drama filled naysayers, put 'em on the shelf Forget 'em, spend ya energy valuing yourself Negativity leads to poor health & no wealth Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat Life & times of a common street rat (street rat) So that's my reality, conditioned to fix adult problems from a young age. Makes me wonder if these hard lessons created my drive or just showed me the mistakes to avoid in my life. But I am who I am. After everything, I've realised I'm built to handle anything. You are too. Peace